Transformation (what happens when you are not drinking on New Year’s Eve)

I am coughing.

It is the 1st of January and everyone I know is hungover. Children, too. They are sugar hungover.

Yesterday afternoon I witnessed how my friends’ status messages on Facebook and Twitter became less and less comprehensible. Soon I understood that those, usually razor-sharp guys and girls were gone. They were sucked out from behind their screens, bytes and bytes per seconds away from me, and replaced by single-celled organisms entrusted with the task of typing random stuff on and on and on.

I was not coughing yesterday when the transformation started. But now I am. I feel worse every minute, as my friends return back to how they were (or so those fast-multiplying, quick-learning clusters of cells would like me to believe).



  1. Funny, but true. Lots of ways to have fun…. The Cat in the Hat said:
    “It’s fun to have fun, but you got to know how.” I spent too much time in NYC late 60’s to tell anybody anything (yes, Jelena… I did ride my motorcycle to Woodstock). When you see quick minded writers reduced to banging rocks together……

  2. Tobbe Said:

    Don’t know why, but this text reminds me of William Gibson. Maybe it is time to read the Neuromancer trilogy again!

    Great work btw!

    • Jelena Said:

      I am glad you liked it! Thank you! 🙂

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